Chapter 433 What Do Ordinary People Mean?

The first mate was leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground. He covered his mouth and gasped. There were large beads of sweat on his forehead, and it was all thick and oily cold sweat.

You can't make a sound by covering your mouth.

The cold sweat is due to the wound.

There was no time to deal with it, so he could only lean against the wall, blocking the wound in this way to avoid losing more blood.

Despite this, the red blood still flowed down from his back, forming a winding trace on the ground.

The first mate certainly knows that the smell of blood will attract the Kraken. There is no doubt that the shark can smell the blood from small wounds of creatures kilometers away. The Kraken can only do more exaggerated things than this.

But he couldn't care anymore.

Breaking out of the siege almost used up all the first mate's luck. It's only a fluke that he is still alive. When facing a negative number of enemies, the effect of Kotaku Kamaitachi is very limited, and the most basic physical fitness is the prerequisite for everything. , even if Kamaitachi tells you that there are enemies in front, behind, and on the left and right, and tells you the best dodge route at the same time, if your own physical fitness cannot keep up, in the end you can only look at the best dodge route and do nothing.

Such was the situation of the first mate at that time.

Three sea monsters attacked at the same time. He tried his best to block two of them. This was his extraordinary performance. As for the third sea monster, he did notice it while driving the Word Spirit Scythe Weasel, but the first mate no longer had any extra strength. He dodged, but in the end he could only watch the sea monster tear open his back.

He escaped using a grenade.

The first mate pressed himself against the wall, pushing harder and harder. Of course it would hurt, but the severe pain was exactly what he wanted.

Excessive blood loss can lead to coma. In fact, with the first mate's current blood loss, an ordinary person would have been unconscious long ago. This is also thanks to his mixed-race physique and high bloodline.

However, as a divine descendant, I am no ordinary hybrid.

The first mate smiled bitterly.

His golden eyes, which were dim due to serious injuries, gradually gained a touch of madness.

This is not the look a first mate should have at all.

Emotions such as madness are almost the same when they appear in Uncle Iwata. As for the first mate, he has always been calm and rational.

Therefore, anomalies represent anomalies.

The first mate knows very well that the blood of the gods is also a curse, and behind the bright and beautiful gods, there are ghosts who have fallen into darkness.

If he continues like this and continues to overdraw his energy, he will most likely become a ghost.

The so-called ghosts are miserable creatures like sea monsters.

The first mate gritted his teeth and pulled out a syringe. It contained a stimulant, a life-saving thing on the battlefield.

Even if its side effects are serious, even for the first mate, there is still a risk that this mental overdraft will lead to corruption.

The first mate raised the corners of his mouth slightly and pushed the stimulant into his neck. This was the fastest way to take effect.

During this process, the veins from his neck to his face popped up one by one and twisted like an earthworm. The smile on his lips was still there, but it looked very ferocious.

Finally, a stimulant shot was finished.

Be quiet for a while.

The first mate let out a long breath.

This is five times the dosage of an ordinary person. After extraction and concentration, even a dying elephant can jump around after one injection.

The hormones took effect quickly, and the heart began to beat strongly again. The first mate slowly stood up against the wall. His bleeding stopped, and the bulging muscles squeezed together as if they had self-awareness. This method of stopping bleeding couldn't be more brutal. Moreover, there is a huge hidden danger. When the effects of the stimulant wear off, the first mate will be paralyzed even if he does not die.

Oh, of course, there is a third possibility.

Degenerated into a ghost.

Either die, be paralyzed, or fall.

It seems that this is where I belong.

The first mate twisted his neck and made a crunching sound.

If I have a dream, I can only ask you.

Dashan, Kenta, Xiaojiao, and Lu Mingfei.

Faces on the Sonny flashed before my eyes.

Somehow, the final one was Lu Mingfei.

The first mate asked Uncle Iwata to check Lu Mingfei's ancestry several times. Although the conclusion was the same every time, that Lu Mingfei was just an ordinary person and not a mixed race, the first mate always felt that something didn't make sense.

But the first mate couldn't tell what exactly was wrong.

In the end it just came down to his intuition.

Speaking of which, the first mate actually agreed from the bottom of his heart with Uncle Iwata's initial evaluation of Lu Mingfei.

Indeed, Lu Mingfei didn't look like an ordinary person.

But he's not a mixed race.

So what's the problem?

This doubt has always been deeply rooted in the first mate's mind.

It still lingers to this day.

The first mate held on and did not enter the secret passage, just to ensure the confidentiality of the safe house.

He left a message for Iwata in the captain's log.

In addition to the necessary explanations, the most important content is to remind him to be careful of Lu Mingfei.

Maybe others would look down on Lu Mingfei because he was not a mixed race, but the first officer would not.

He trusted his instincts.

Speaking of which, what is Lu Mingfei doing now?

Such thoughts flashed through the first mate's mind, and he couldn't help but laugh and shake his head.

Really, he was almost unable to protect himself, so what else could he think about Lu Mingfei?

To put it bluntly, even if Lu Mingfei really had any problems, it had nothing to do with him.

After all, he will probably be dead by then.

The wind demon's kamaitachi brought back the message.

The first mate fired upward.

A hole exploded in the ceiling.

He raised his head and looked into a pair of golden eyes.

The first mate grinned.

"Welcome to."

"hell."

…………

The razor is broken.

The blade part at the front flew out in a swirl and was inserted into the steel wall of the ship.

Uncle Iwata held on to the razor pole and stepped back.

He clutched his ribs and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Uncle Iwata stared at the two sirens in front of him.

One head was blind in one eye, and a layer of scalp scales was scraped off, revealing a gloomy skull.

The other end was even worse. It had been disemboweled by Iwata, and its colorful intestines flowed all over the floor.

But they are worthy of the name of monsters. Even if they are injured like this, their abnormally tenacious vitality still supports their actions.

As for Iwata, he believed that he would not be weaker than any Kraken in a duel.

He even had the confidence to kill him.

But there are two ends here.

"cut!"

"First mate, what's going on?"

"Aren't you trying to attract the attention of the sea monster?"

"Why did you give me both ends?"

"Really, can you be more reliable, that guy!"

Uncle Iwata said to himself. He was using this method to remind himself to concentrate. He was bleeding a lot. If he didn't say something, he was really afraid that he would lose consciousness and pass out if his mind wandered.

"Speaking of which, Brother Lu doesn't know where he is."

"He should be fine."

"It's really disturbing."

Uncle Iwata blinked drowsily, and a double image appeared in front of his eyes. He didn't even know what he was talking about, and his mind was in a mess.

Maybe this is the so-called dying moment.

It's really frustrating to say that.

Obviously this time they are so close to their dreams.

The skirt of the goddess is right in front of you.

They have even met the followers of the legendary existence.

I heard that it was a moving island, and it was the moving island in Unsolved Mysteries of the World, but Iwata believed that it was not an island at all, but a living creature. Or it's a giant sea turtle, or an ancient whale, or maybe it's simply an unknown creature that has lived from ancient times to the present.

Decades ago in the summer, Iwata, who was still a little boy, told another little boy his speculations while dancing around.

Then he smiled and held out his palm.

"Come on, be my first mate."

"Let's go take a look together."

"That living island."

"Definitely, super cool!"

Although the other little boy had a stinky face, he looked like he really didn't want to talk to Koiwata.

But his hand finally carried Iwata's hand.

"Great!"

Iwata cheered.

This dream has lasted from the summer of that year to today.

About adventure, about dreams, about friendship.

Before you know it, half your life has passed.

Maybe it's time to wake up.

Uncle Iwata thought so.

It’s just that I’m really unwilling to do so.

We are obviously so close to our dreams.

Obviously one step forward, just one step, is all.

Why did he fall in this place?

I'm really unwilling...

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu..."

Reluctance and regret filled Uncle Iwata's heart.

Although he was still chanting Lu Mingfei's name repeatedly, these were just his meaningless murmurs. If he could, he really wanted to continue living, as well as his first mate, Ken Taishan, Little Pepper, his crew, and Sonny. Let's go and see if the legendary mobile island is a living creature as we thought.

But now it seems that this thing is probably impossible to do.

Uncle Iwata finally lowered his head.

His stimulants had already been taken.

With the sirens around him, he might not be able to wake up if he fell asleep this time.

So Uncle Iwata told himself over and over again.

Can't sleep, can't sleep, absolutely can't sleep.

He was still mumbling over and over again.

Although the sound was so small that only he could hear it.

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, Brother Lu..."

But there were still people who heard his call.

"Oh, uncle."

This is……

Who is this?

Iwata thought drowsily.

He felt like his brain was like a rusty gear that couldn't turn, no matter how hard it turned. Even if he gritted his teeth and tried his best, he could only make a grinding sound.

The ears are still passively receiving external information.

"Hold on, uncle."

"Don't die."

That's right, this voice must be Lu Mingfei.

Uncle Iwata felt strange. He had been looking for it for a long time, but he didn't realize where Mingfei was hiding.

Moreover, there were so many sea monsters on the Sonny, how could Lu Mingfei still pass through them safely?

Such doubts only fleetingly passed away.

Uncle Iwata's heart was quickly filled with an idea.

do not come!

There are two sea monsters here!

Lu Mingfei! No matter what method you used to hide it before! Just be effective! Get out of here now and leave me alone!

Hide! ·Hide as long as you can!

It's too dangerous here!

Leave quickly! Hide!

Uncle Iwata wanted to roar at the top of his lungs, trying to remind Lu Mingfei in this way.

But his body could no longer support him in completing these thoughts.

Indeed, there is such a thing as a miracle in this world of hybrids and dragons.

When mixed-race species are at a critical moment of life or death or under extreme mental stimulation, the spirit affects matter, thus creating various miracles. Similar instances are not once or twice.

But for Uncle Iwata at this moment, the term miracle does not apply.

He had doped himself.

Even if the mind affects matter, there must be a foundation that can be affected. Uncle Iwata's potential has been burned out by stimulants as fuel, and now he is truly exhausted.

Trying his best, all Uncle Iwata could do was to raise his head.

In a sense, it was a miracle that Uncle Iwata in this state could even just raise his head.

As for warning Lu Mingfei to stay away.

It can only be said to be wishful thinking.

It's simply impossible.

Uncle Iwata opened his mouth, but this time he couldn't even pronounce the words "Brother Lu". What came out were only some syllables with the meaning of Nanbian.

So, we can only watch Lu Mingfei die in front of our eyes?

Although Lu Mingfei had only recently boarded the ship, even in a strict sense, Lu Mingfei was not considered a crew member of the Sonny.

But Uncle Iwata has already regarded him as a member of Sonny.

Then, things seemed very simple to Uncle Iwata.

He is the captain of the Sonny, and Lu Mingfei is a crew member of the Sonny. The captain should have the bounden duty to protect the crew.

Even if he died, as the captain, he would definitely die in front of his own crew.

Perhaps it was also based on this idea.

He worked miracles.

Uncle Iwata raised his head and saw clearly what was happening in front of him.

"road……"

I can't say the next words anyway.

He watched Lu Mingfei walking towards him.

His calmness and calmness were completely different from his embarrassed self.

It's as if this is not a siren's lair, but a pirate ship theme park.

Uncle Iwata couldn't think straight.

In his imagination, Lu Mingfei, who had been hiding until now, must be in a very miserable state even if he is still alive.

Being panic-stricken, distracted, and not crying can already be regarded as Lu Mingfei's excellent psychological quality.

But what's going on now?

Uncle Iwata couldn't figure it out.

But what he couldn't figure out was quickly forgotten by him.

Because of the next scene, Uncle Iwata almost made his eyes pop out.

That sea monster... those two sea monsters...

They pounced on Lu Mingfei together!

Uncle Iwata wanted to rush over with a razor.

He wants to save Lu Mingfei!

As someone who has personally fought with two sea monsters to this day, no one knows better than him how powerful these two sea monsters are.

Didn't he even break his own razor in two?

And what about Lu Mingfei?

Lu Mingfei is just an ordinary person who doesn't even have dragon blood!

Uncle Iwata was very worried.

Then he saw Lu Minfei punching and kicking each other.

The two sea monsters exploded into pieces of flesh and blood, leaving no bones left.

Uncle Iwata:......

He remained anxious.

This emotion has not turned around yet.

There was just a vague doubt in my heart.

By the way, Brother Lu is... really an ordinary person?

What kind of guy am I worrying about?